This is a portrait of a friend of ours, Davor Schunk. He says he's flattered...

And
this is a portrait of me. I'm not complaining, either.

I'm sleeping, and Marko is doing his best not to wake me, yet still stop
the photo-session.

Here
is a different take on Micika. Not the composition...

And this is
a portrait she made of my mother, her grandmother. As you can notice in
the expression, her photographer's zeal can get a bit exasperating at times,
but there are worse things she could end up doing... who knows?